Translation of the song lyrics 19. Paralela - Jantar

19. Paralela (original)

Vrijeme je, gledaju me kak' se kockam dušom
Jer kroz trokute prolazim, zatim nestanem u suton
Slušam glasove zbog kojih ja zapisujem budućnost
Ruka miče se sama, predstavljam Avalonsko društvo
Paradoksno torakalno dišem, slomljen već dugo
Još kad su me okrunili k’o Gupca užarenom krunom
Zbog toliko ljubavi, dok MC je danas truplo
U drugom sam krugu pakla, varam hip-hop sa tugom
Vječni vjetar k’o jugo, lagano razara savjest
I evo ti odgovor zašto radim takve grimase
Bol i mržnja skupa, k’o Solomonske ratne maske
Koje nosim k’o i pentagram, na kojem sam razapet
Glasam se k’o Kraken, plač smrti Boga prema zvuku
Ti prepoznaš Bloop, vrisak oceana k’o Cthulhu
Sve do sudnjeg dana, prolijevam krv u crnu rupu
Koju žrtvujem za most Bifrost, crvenu dugu
Dostavljam vam kugu, jer ona duboko u meni je
Zbog čega me toliko mrze?
Jer stvaram svemire?
To je više od kemije, slobodan pad za genije
Kad odem eksplodiram poput antimaterije
Sve mi je odavno prazno, a izaziva nemire
Ja prezirem sve, dok sve prezire moje prezime
Rezime Albert Fisha, ostavljam ja slike predivne
I zvučim odlično k’o zvukovi pakla Siberije
Sad sjeti se, zašto su mi zašili usta?
Jer to je bio način da mi srce stane kucat'
Još sam jučer bio netko, dok sam danas samo nula
Krug boli, kombinacija riječi tinte i suza
Odlazak je sutra, i tamo ja planiram ostat
Iza sebe tu ostavljam samo cijevi iz Baigonga
Svemirske borovnice i malo hrane za mozak
Citate Voynichevog rukopisa, liriku k’o prozak
Svega mi je dosta, postavljanja zidova slovima
S ovim ja smrznem igru, takozvana rep krionika
Za naraštaje sutra, da ne truju dušu govnima
Iskren k’o nikad prije, možeš stavit me na poligraf
Novi val farizeja je stig’o, to nisu vijesti
Ako staneš na sekundu zicer možeš to osjetit
Propovijedi svjetlosti, uz koje dolazi prijezir
Dekodiram informacije iz kolektivne svijesti
Žele mi ugasit' mic, zato ja gasim živote
Prizivam Oort oblake, sve do nove katastrofe
Jantar oduvijek, borbe dovijeka, opet i opet
Bacam strofe mraka koje paraliziraju snove
Ljudske ljuske se drobe, emocionalne riznice
Otvorene i sve se ulijeva u rijeke grimizne
Šećem daleko ispred ili barem tako čini se
Žele me zato smjestit na heretičke vilice
Krivi svijet za mene, makar ja borim se svom silom
Ili možda vrijeme, nadu mi daje bar John Titor
Hod žitom ostavlja nam uzorke k’o u mandala
Moje glasnice vraga proučava Venkata Raman
Šamani se trude duhovno kontaktirati zvijeri
Koje su ljudi probudili, sad leže u meni
Stvaraju muziku mrtvih i znaju dobro kaj slijedi
Zbog toga ja sjedim, na devetnaestoj paraleli
Nervni plinovi me koče, a sretni su oni gnjevni
Moram priznat, umoran sam i ja se tome veselim
Riječi koje izgovaram morat' ćeš se jednom sjetit
Dok namještam Antikythera mehanizam i letim
Umire romantika, rep u lošoj atmosferi
Bacam prokletstva na zvijezde, možeš ih naći u pjesmi
Septimius Severus, koraci za sljedeći milenij
Nađi me onda uz zvučnik, starog sa vlasima sijedim

(translation)

It's time, they watch me gamble with my soul
Because I pass through the triangles, then disappear into the dusk
I listen to voices that make me write down the future
The hand moves on its own, I present the Avalon Society
Paradoxically, I breathe thoracically, broken for a long time
Even when they crowned me like Gupac with a glowing crown
Because of so much love, while the MC is a corpse today
I'm in the second circle of hell, cheating hip-hop with sadness
The eternal wind, like the south, gently destroys the conscience
And here is the answer to why I make such faces
Pain and hatred together, like Solomon's war masks
Which I carry like a pentagram, on which I am crucified
I sound like the Kraken, the cry of the death of God according to the sound
You recognize Bloop, the Cthulhu-like scream of the ocean
Until the day of judgment, I spill blood into the black hole
Which I sacrifice for the Bifrost bridge, the red rainbow
I deliver you the plague, for it is deep within me
Why do they hate me so much?
Because I create universes?
It's more than chemistry, a free fall for genius
When I leave I explode like antimatter
Everything has been empty for a long time, and it causes unrest
I despise everything, while everything despises my last name
Summary of Albert Fish, I leave the pictures beautiful
And I sound great like the hell sounds of Siberia
Now remember, why did they sew up my mouth?
Because it was a way to make my heart stop beating'
Yesterday I was somebody, while today I'm just zero
A circle of pain, a combination of the words ink and tears
Departure is tomorrow, and I plan to stay there
I leave behind only the pipes from Baigong
Space blueberries and some brain food
Quotations from Voynich's manuscript, lyrics like Prozac
I've had enough of everything, putting up walls with letters
With this I freeze the game, the so-called rap cryonics
For the generations of tomorrow, so that they don't poison their souls with shit
Honest like never before, you can put me on a polygraph
A new wave of Pharisees has arrived, this is not news
If you stop for a second, you can feel it
Sermons of light, with which comes contempt
I decode information from the collective consciousness
They want to turn off my mic, that's why I turn off my lives
I summon the Oort Clouds, until a new catastrophe
Amber forever, struggles forever, again and again
I cast stanzas of darkness that paralyze dreams
Human shells are crushing, emotional treasure troves
Open and everything flows into crimson rivers
I'm walking way ahead or so it seems
That's why they want to place me on the heretical forks
Blame the world for me, even though I fight with all my might
Or maybe time, at least John Titor gives me hope
The grain walk leaves us patterns like a mandala
My vocal cords of the devil is studied by Venkata Raman
Shamans try to contact the beasts spiritually
Which men have awakened, now lie in me
They create the music of the dead and know very well what's coming next
That's why I'm sitting, on the nineteenth parallel
Nervous gases are holding me back, and happy are the angry ones
I have to admit, I'm tired and I'm looking forward to it
You will have to remember the words I say
As I adjust the Antikythera mechanism and fly
Romance dies, rap in a bad atmosphere
I curse the stars, you can find them in the song
Septimius Severus, steps for the next millennium
Then find me by the speaker, old man with gray hair